Parasites Love Earth!

by Gary L M Martin

  Thalessa, starting to cry, took Nathan by the arm and dragged him willingly to the bedroom.

  ********

  Later that night, Balok drove his bright red air car to a nightclub in northern Miami Beach. When he got there, the party was already in swing. Inebriated dancers were swaying to music blasting out at an extremely loud volume.

  But Balok tuned all of that out. He only had eyes for one person.

  Magenta.

  She was gorgeous, as always, in a low cut blood red dress which showed off her magnificent breasts. He took her arms and they immediately started dancing, staring into each others' eyes, eyes which were mutually filled with love.

  And then they were on a couch, openly kissing, touching, caressing, completely uninhibited. They had met to drain some slaves, but there would be time for that, there was always time for that, later.

  As they kissed and fondled each other, on the opposite end of the room, on the other side of an outside window, stood Thalessa, with tears in her eyes.

  ********

  She remembered everything now.

  She had followed Balok one night as he left the palace. He went to a small mansion which was formerly owned by a wealthy merchant. But the mansion had a new occupant now.

  Magenta fell into his arms as soon as she opened the door. He hugged her, and kissed her, and she responded with equal enthusiasm, right there at the entrance to her house.

  "How long?" Magenta whispered, into his ear as he hugged her, caressed her. "How much longer?"

  "Once she gives birth, it will all be over," said Balok. "It has been foretold. Then, once she is out of the way, you and I will be together forever."

  Magenta had laughed, and grabbing him by the crotch, pulled him inside the mansion. The door slammed shut behind them.

  Thalessa, standing behind one of the bushes, looked completely speechless.

  ********

  Thalessa entered the room. The room that Balok had warned her never to enter without her.

  The room with the Immortal Mouth.

  As she entered, she stared at its giant metal lips. Would it speak to her, and her alone? There was only one way to find out.

  "Immortal Mouth!" she commanded.

  The Immortal Mouth was silent.

  "Speak!" She commanded.

  "What would you have me say, Thalessa?" the Immortal Mouth boomed.

  "Tell me the prophesy," said Thalessa. "The one where my child will help Balok rule the world."

  "As you command," said the Immortal Mouth. "The prophesy speaks of a powerful child which shall be born, of a female of bright, red hair who can resist the powers of the Valvan but chooses not to. This woman shall still be of strong spirit even after she becomes one with the Valvans, and she shall pass on that strong spirit to her child."

  "Yes, and then, what happens when the child is born?"

  "Once the child is born, he will contain immense power. Any prince of Valvan who consumes the child will possess enormous powers and strengths, to become strongest of all princes of Valvan."

  "Wait a minute. Consumes?" Thalessa asks.

  "It is foretold. A powerful prince of Valvan will consume the child of the prophesy. Then he and the woman who was foretold will rule the world together for a thousand years."

  "The woman who was foretold?"

  "A stunning beauty of beauties, with jet black hair."

  That was the other woman. The woman she had seen Balok with. Balok was going to kill their child, consume him, and then, obviously, get rid of her.

  At that moment Thalessa realized how badly and thoroughly used she had been.

  She ran to her quarters, and quickly started to pack her things. She was leaving, now.

  She had just about finished packing a leather carryall with a few essentials, when she heard a voice.

  "Going somewhere?"

  Thalessa stiffened with fear, and turned around to see Balok, looking very pleased with himself, holding a glass of wine in one hand and with his other, he had an arm around... around...

  "Oh, forgive me, I haven't properly introduced you two, have I? Magenta, this is Thalessa. Thalessa, this is Magenta, my once and future bride."

  "Once and future," Thalessa whispered.

  "It was meant to be, Thalessa. Always. It's a continuous cycle, that goes round and round and round," said Balok. "You were meant to bear my child, and I was meant to rule with Magenta," he said. "And at some point, either shortly before you gave birth or..." and grinned widely, "Immediately thereafter, you discover the truth of the situation."

  "I don't understand," said Thalessa.

  "You don't need to," said Balok, sipping his wine. "That's because you don't see the big picture. You, like Magenta, came into life from aspects of my own body. You are a part of me, a part of me that is needed to reproduce. But because you are only a part, you are not able to appreciate the nature of the cycle, the cycle which has been put into me."

  "You're really going to kill our child?" said Thalessa.

  "Kill," Balok made a face. "A harsh word. I am merely going to use the child, just as I have used you."

  "I won't let you. I won't let you do it," said Thalessa.

  "You will. You have no choice," said Balok, smiling.

  "I'll kill this baby before I let you have it," said Thalessa.

  Balok raised his wine glass. "You forget. This has all happened before, many times. I have long anticipated this." He raised his voice. "Bring them in."

  Palace slaves brought in three people. Thalessa's mother, Esandra, her father, Henri, and her sister, Margarete.

  "Ah, yes, the beautiful family," said Balok, smiling. "If you fail to cooperate with me, in any way, I will drain them. One at a time, in front of you."

  "No," said Thalessa.

  "Perhaps I need to convince you of my sincerely," said Balok.

  "No, please don't!" Thalessa cried.

  "But a visual demonstration is always most effective," said Balok. He put down his wine glass, and went before Esandra, her mother, who stood there obediently, mesmerized. Balok ripped off her blouse, exposing her naked breasts.

  "Still a decent size, even after I drained them some," said Balok, fondling one of them.

  "No!" Thalessa cried.

  Balok leered at her, before sinking his fangs deep into Esandra's right breast. Esandra screamed in pain.

  Balok drained her quickly. Before Thalessa's eyes her mother's right breast shrunk to little... and then nothing. She was totally flat.

  "Ah, that was totally refreshing," said Balok, wiping his mouth. "Dear, you really have to try the other one."

  "I'd love to," Magenta grinned, speaking for the first time. She moved forward and sank her fangs deeply into Esandra's other breast, causing her to moan in pain again.

  "Please, stop," said Thalessa.

  "But we've only just begun," said Balok.

  Thalessa had to watch Magenta drain her mother's left breast. Esandra's face was a mask of agony. When Magenta pulled out, her teeth were full of blood, and Esandra was completely flat chested, like a child.

  "You're right, that was so good," Magenta laughed. She smiled mockingly at Thalessa. "I think I will enjoy taking the entire family. The little sister looks especially delicious-"

  "No!" Thalessa screamed. That was too much for her. She sprang forward, all claws and fangs, and charged Magenta. Magenta grew claws and fangs and sprang forward to meet her.

  In moments they were rolling on the ground, clawing and biting and shrieking like crazed animals. Thalessa bit into Magenta's arm, driving her into a rage. Magenta clawed Thalessa's face cruelly, scratching her left cheek and eye. Thalessa bit down hard on Magenta's shoulder, and Magenta screamed even louder.

  Losing all restraint, she pulled Thalessa's neck back, and slashed back brutally with her claws, cutting her neck open.

  "Noooo!" she faintly heard, as if she were falling into a dark tunnel. "You weren't supposed to kill her. Not yet!"

  And th
en all went black.

  ********

  [Back in the present]

  "Dear, are you ready to go out?" said Balok. Magenta was getting ready for a hot night on the town. They were going to find some really virile men and women to drain.

  "Coming," she said. In a moment she appeared in his living room, and gave him a quick kiss. "How do I look?" Magenta was wearing a stunning low cut black dress that accentuated the curves of her hips and her ass.

  "Ravishing," Balok smiled.

  "Really? I've seen better at the dog pound," said a new voice.

  They both turned to see a heavily pregnant Thalessa standing in the doorway.

  "Surprised to see me?"

  "Not really," said Balok. "You usually find out, sooner or later. You always do."

  "Because that's how the cycle works, doesn't it?" said Thalessa, taking a few steps forward. She was different now, somehow. She had lost her fear.

  "Yes," said Balok. "So you remember."

  "I do. You were the one who erased my memory to begin with, didn't you?"

  Balok smiled. "Smart girl. I gave you life from a pattern in my own cells. I tried to influence the cells, to blunt the memories, to delay them from sprouting forth as long as possible. But completely erasing them was impossible."

  "That's what I guessed," said Thalessa.

  "So I take it you did not kill your whimpering companion, as I ordered," said Balok.

  "No," said Thalessa. "In fact, I restored him to full health."

  "You are weak," Balok hissed. "But, paradoxically, it is your weakness that I needed the most. The Immortal Mouth said that that only a Valvan of human spirit would be the one who would produce the child who would help me rule the world."

  "Help you by being eaten by you," said Thalessa.

  "Just a choice of words," said Balok, smiling at her. "If you remember everything, then you also remember that you can never win. Time and time again, you have gone up against me, against us, and you have never, ever won."

  "That's why this time I brought a few friends," said Thalessa.

  Suddenly, the door behind her opened, and Colonel Jack Sullivan entered the room, followed by four heavily armed Survey Service marines. "Hi there," said Jack.

  "And who are you?" said Balok.

  "I'm with the Survey Service."

  "Aren't you a little out of your league here?" Balok asked.

  "No," said Jack. "We do a little of everything. Including pest control."

  "You found them," said Balok.

  "They found me, actually," said Thalessa.

  ********

  "We need to find out where this vampire guy is holed up," said Jack.

  "I couldn't agree more, sir," said Sam. She was still strapped to the examination couch, but at least she was covered with a blanket now.

  "You're agreeing with me?" said Jack.

  "The Valvans only control certain parts of me," said Sam. "They can prevent me from betraying them. But they haven't gotten their hooks as deeply as they have into Janice. I still want to defeat them, if only I were able."

  "If only you were," said Jack.

  "I'm starting to feel hungry," said Sam.

  "I can get you some food," said Jack.

  "No. Not that kind of hungry," said Sam.

  "You want to... suck some poor girl or guy?"

  "That's the truth, sir," said Sam.

  "Sorry, I can't help you there," said Jack.

  Sam looked at Janice, who was being restrained in the room across the way. He could hear her moaning, growling, and bucking against her restraints.

  "Janice seems uneasy, sir."

  "Yeah. It started this morning. She can't keep still. They had to sedate her, twice."

  "She's probably feeling the same thing I am," said Sam. "In fact, I know she is. Her appetites have always been larger than mine."

  "So?"

  "You could use that to get the information we need from her," said Sam.

  "What are you saying, Arden?"

  "A trade, sir. Give her something to drain, in return for information," said Sam.

  "Something? You mean someone. Who's going to volunteer for that?"

  Sam raised her eyebrows.

  "No," said Jack. "I won't let you."

  "Sir, we have to find out where this creature is. Thousands of lives are at stake. If this thing spreads before we can contain it, the entire planet could be filled with these creatures."

  "I... I...."

  "Jack," she said softly.

  He looked into her eyes.

  "It's all right. Really."

  ********

  "Feeling hungry, doc?" said Jack, giving Janice a smile he didn't feel as she was lead into Sam's room, still completely nude, but handcuffed behind her back.

  "What's this?" said Janice.

  "Just wondering if you'd like something to snack on," said Jack, gesturing to Sam's body, pulling off the blanket, revealing her supple breasts. Sam's face was a mask of fear.

  "You can't be serious," said Janice. But even as she said it, she winced. She hadn't fed in nearly three days, and she was starving. The sight of Sam's nude body, tied down for ready use, only inflamed her hunger threefold. She stared at Sam's juicy breasts, the breasts she had drained over and over again in her efforts to convert Sam to the cause. And now she was being offered them again.

  "I am. All you need to do is provide us with a little information," said Jack.

  "I can't," said Janice.

  "Sorry to hear that. What's going to happen to you when you haven't snacked for a week? Two weeks?"

  Janice said nothing.

  "All right, take her away."

  "Wait!" Janice cried. She looked calculatingly at Jack. "Let me feed off of her, and I'll answer any questions you might have." She leaned over, as if to suck on one of Sam's breasts.

  "Ah ah aaaah," said Jack, restraining her with a hand. "Information first."

  This was the tricky part. If they let Janice feed first, she would never tell them anything. On the other hand, if they didn't let her feed at all, they would never get a complete accounting from her.

  Janice looked at Sam, helplessly bound, with tremendous hunger and lust in her eyes. "Her breast. Just one of them. Please."

  "Tell me," said Jack. "Tell me something."

  And then Janice, driven by hunger, did just that. She told them what she knew of Balok's plan. How he had created a number of slaves, but only had converted two other women into full fledged Valvans. How he planned to create more slaves and eventually planned to subjugate the entire planet.

  "And where may I find this Count Dracula?" Jack asked.

  Janice grinned. "Sorry, Colonel. You'll have to let me feed first."

  Jack turned to Sam. "Last chance. Are you really sure you want to do this?"

  Before Sam could reply, Janice snarled and lunged forward, sinking her fangs into Sam's left breast. Sam screamed. The military police started to move forward, but Jack, yelled, "Wait!"

  He watched in agony as Sam, with tears in her eyes, endured the pain of Janice sucking on her teat. Once again her femininity, her womanhood, was being sucked out of her. Only this time, there would be no chance to replace it. She was sacrificing her sexual maturity to save the planet.

  Sam looked at Jack, and saw the pain in his eyes as well. It hurt him to let her do this. She realized how much, deep down, he really loved her. In the back of her mind she realized that even if she were drained, drained down to nothing, that even then Jack would always love her.

  Jack watched with alarm as Sam's left breast got smaller and smaller and smaller. If he let Janice continue, she would be drained all the way.

  "Enough!" said Jack. But of course, Janice didn't stop.

  "Enough, I said!" Jack cried, pulling Janice off her.

  Janice snarled, with blood in her teeth. She was panting, but gradually calmed down.

  She smiled wickedly at Jack.

  "All right, now it's your turn. Where can we
find the vampire?" Jack demanded.

  Janice turned her gaze to Sam's other breast, her still wonderfully full mammary gland. It excited her. It called to her.

  "Talk! Or you'll never feed again," said Jack.

  "Florida," said Janice promptly. "He's in Florida."

  "You can do better than that," said Jack.

  "Somewhere in Miami Beach," said Janice.

  "Address?"

  "I don't know," said Janice.

  He stared at her,

  "I really don't," said Janice.

  "All right, take her away," said Jack.

  "Wait!" said Janice. "I have a comm code. You could trace him through it."

  They had already searched Janice's comm device, and found nothing. It had been thoroughly wiped. This could be an important discovery.

  "Let's have it," said Jack.

  "Will you let me feed on her after I give it?"

  "Sure," said Jack.

  Janice rambled off the code from memory.

  Jack wrote it down.

  "Let me feed on her!"

  "Wait," he said, nodding to an aide.

  "I must feed!" said Janice. The MP's had to hold her back.

  "Wait," he said again.

  The aide turned to Jack, and said, "It's a match, sir. To an address in Miami. Near Miami Beach."

  "All right," said Jack. "Take her away."

  "You promised," said Janice.

  "I lied," said Jack. "What would be the advantage of letting you drain her now?"

  "I have other information," said Janice.

  "Hold!" said Jack. The MP's stopped, in mid-drag.

  "What is it?"

  "I told you he made two other vampires. I can tell you where to find them."

  "They're not in the same place?"

  "No," said Janice.

  Jack looked at Sam, seeing if she was willing to make another sacrifice. She nodded, fearfully.

  "All right," said Jack. He watched unhappily as Janice broke free of the MP's and launched herself on Sam's right breast. Sam screamed as Janice's fangs sunk deep into her titty. She sensed that Janice was draining her faster than before, trying to consume as much of her as possible before she was stopped. She saw Janice looking into her eyes, winking as her, as she drained her womanhood.